bloom america

Ms. Susan Clayderman was sitting on the window sill reading a letter sent from the distant United States.

The signature was Bruce Edson, but Ms. Susan knew that it was Emma who wrote this letter. Because only Emma could write such good handwriting.

The language of the letter was sincere, hoping to allow Susan to take care of Emma's daughter Catherine, which would take about six months to a year, or even longer.

Susan still remembers Emma.

But in my impression, it was a little girl who dreamed of dancing ballet. The money to send her to the Royal Ballet Academy was funded by Ms. Susan.

Ms. Susan, who is now nearly 50 years old, is Bruce's sister, but during World War II, she had become Mrs. Clayderman.

Her home is a villa in the suburbs of London. Her husband Clayderman was also a British aristocrat.

This place was damaged during World War II, and her husband died in World War II.

However, her family business did not decline. Instead, it gradually revived under the painstaking management of Ms. Susan. Although the property was not large, her family was still doing well now that the British aristocracy had long declined.

It can even be said to be luxurious.

Ever since World War II, Ms. Susan has felt that people's hearts have changed. The streets are full of fashionable girls, and they are so casual. This was simply unimaginable before!

In the eyes of the former upper-class aristocrats, today's girls are really worse than the previous generation.

After reading the letter, Ms. Susan frowned.

If she understood it well, it was probably because Catherine seemed to be in big trouble, so her parents were going to send her here for education. However, the words were vague, and Ms. Susan's understanding was somewhat biased.

"Kate is a bad learner?"

Susan has only been to the United States once, in 1950. At that time, she met Catherine, who was only two years old. In her opinion, Catherine should be a cute and well-behaved girl.

But according to the tone of this letter, it seems that the other party has started to learn bad things. And he has caused a lot of trouble.

Susan was worried. She felt that if her brother left the other party to her, she would be responsible.

At least, when Catherine leaves, let her become a reassuring girl.

According to the letter, the other party will probably be here soon.

By about afternoon, under the protection of two bodyguards, Catherine had already arrived.

"Oh, Kate."

I have to say that Catherine looks very beautiful now.

But Catherine's clothes made Susan frown.

She was wearing cashmere socks and a miniskirt, which in Ms. Susan's opinion was simply terrible, but she was still happy to see her niece whom she had not seen for a long time.

"Hello, aunt." Catherine also smiled and greeted her.

"Find a place to sit, and I'll ask the maid to make you a cup of black tea. It's tea time now."

"Um."

Catherine also knew that in many places in Europe and the United States, there is the custom of having afternoon tea, but Catherine's family had already thrown away this tradition.

"Oh my God, Kate, what happened to your hands?!"

Susan looked at the callus on Catherine's hand and was a little surprised.

"A little bit of work."

Catherine smiled.

In fact, her bodyguard came with a lot of tools. But Catherine is mainly reading books about directors now. "Wasteland" made her feel good, but she also knew that she still needed to improve.

Catherine sat comfortably on the sofa.

The air in the UK is duller than in the US.

Europe, in the midst of the Cold War, is under greater pressure than the United States.

After all, the United States and the Soviet Union faced each other across the sea, but the Soviet Union and Europe were bordered by land. None of the European countries had effective defense against the Soviet tank sea tactics.

Since arriving in England, Catherine has felt a little depressed.

Although there are still fashionable young people on the streets, compared to the vibrant United States, this place is far behind.

In the United States, gender discrimination has always existed, although it is not as severe as in China.

Here in the UK, the gap between men and women is even greater.

People urgently need an "outbreak".

Otherwise, in "history", the miniskirt would not have been invented by the British.

Catherine sat on the sofa and spread her legs for comfort.

But Susan frowned again.

"Kate."

Catherine listened to her aunt's words, followed her eyes, and found that they were focused on her thighs. She smiled sheepishly, and then closed her legs.

"Kate, your parents handed you over to me, and I must be responsible for you."

Ms. Susan said to Catherine seriously.

Catherine also nodded seriously.

However, neither Catherine nor Ms. Susan knew that there had actually been a misunderstanding between them... and they were thousands of miles apart.

Catherine came purely with a holiday mentality, while Ms. Susan wanted to correct the bad habits of a bad girl.

After having afternoon tea, Catherine went to the room prepared by Ms. Susan for herself, and then started to pack her luggage with the help of the maids.

"Kate, I have prepared a personal maid for you to take care of your daily life. She will come over later."

"Thank you, aunt. But I don't need it." Catherine kindly declined her aunt's offer. But in Ms. Susan's opinion, something seemed a little off.

"I'll take care of that!"

Catherine suddenly discovered that the maids were about to open a small box of Catherine's.

She jumped up immediately.

The things inside were brought here to prevent her parents from discovering them. If they were discovered here, it would be terrible.

But things were so unfortunate. Catherine walked over and bumped into each other, and then...

Mr. Jiao fell out of it...

At this time, the air at the scene seemed to have solidified.

Catherine had quick eyesight and quick hands, and immediately took it back, then smiled awkwardly.

In fact, she doesn't really use this thing very often, but in order to prevent her parents from discovering it when they were tidying up her room, she still brought it over.

...Who told her to find out that this thing was still in her home when she was leaving?

Ms. Susan looked livid and opened her mouth, but she didn't know what she wanted to say.

In the end, she remained silent until the maids had tidied up the house, and then they left together.

"Oops……"

Catherine scratched her head.

She was thinking about how to explain to the other party during dinner.

But at this time, there was a knock on the door.

"Miss Edson?"

"Well, please come in."

Several maids came in, but they all had measuring tapes in their hands, and I didn't know what they were doing.

"Madam has decided to make a suit of clothes tailor-made for you. I would like to take your measurements."

Catherine nodded. Because she left in a hurry, she didn't bring many clothes with her. Since her aunt was so kind, Catherine couldn't refuse.

And maybe this is to solve the embarrassment just now.